This Lord is Too Cruel: 098 Tell the Lord who you are (two more)

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Male sex: "Master" is too cruel, 098 told him who you are (second more)

"Suitable, my subordinates go down to call General Leng. When there has been no movement in the camp tent, his subordinates entered the camp and saw General Leng lying on the bed, motionless. Shu Chi Wurong," the soldier in front of him trembled. Said loudly.

Feng Aotian's eyes sank, then looked at Mu Hanyao, "You wait to continue."

"Yes." Mu Hanyao looked at Feng Aotian, then nodded, then turned around, and brought everyone back to the camp.

Feng Aotian looked at the soldier beside him, "Take me to his camp."

"Yes." The soldier took the order and immediately led Feng Aotian to the camp. She stepped into the camp, and saw Qianye lying peacefully on the cold bed, on one arm, the wound had turned into black blood. , She went forward and whispered, "Leng Qianye?"

Seeing that he didn't make any movement, he helped him up, lowered his head, sucked up the black blood from his wound, and vomited it on the ground. He was bitten, so he lasted so long?

She held him steady, sat cross-legged, and then raised her palms, giving him internal strength, Leng Qianye's forehead was dripping with sweat, and the camp was silent.

In the chamber, Mu Hanyao looked at Li Su and Jibo in front of him, "The battle last night, you have to make a statement, the new method used last night, now, he ordered people to do it again and put Upstairs."

"Yes." Li Su, Jibai, and everyone are still worried about Leng Qianye. However, seeing Mu Hanyao's stern face, he didn't even dare to ask more.

After Mu Hanyao explained all the affairs properly, everyone walked out of the chamber, but they still didn't hear any news, everyone looked at Mu Hanyao.

"General Mu, I will wait to see you." Jibai said from one side.

"Yes, now that's the case, the end will be really worried." Li Su also echoed.

Mu Hanyao looked at them, "Everything is going on as usual, you all go to work."

The crowd responded, "Yes." Then they dispersed.

Mu Hanyao stepped up and walked to Leng Qianye’s camp. Standing outside, he saw the soldiers guarding outside the camp. "Can there be movement inside?"

"The emperor went in but never came out." The soldier whispered back.

Mu Hanyao took a step forward, looking at the sky in front of him, his stern face was coated with radiance, and he said nothing.

Feng Aotian slowly took his palms, and Leng Qianye's body slowly fell towards her, she followed him, he leaned on her shoulders, opened his eyes slightly, and printed her face, then, He slowly closed his eyes and fainted.

Feng Aotian got up, laid him flat on the bed, covered the quilt, then put a pill into his mouth, saw him swallow it, bandaged the wound on his arm, turned around and walked out The camp.

Just stepping out of the camp, the soldiers guarding outside the camp knelt on the ground, "The emperor!"

Feng Aotian raised his eyes and looked at Mu Hanyao, who was standing with his back to her. He took a step forward and saw him turn around and said, "The emperor."

"What are you thinking about?" Feng Aotian smiled slightly, raised his hand, and put his hand into his palm.

Mu Hanyao looked at her, "Qianye is fine, right?"

"Well, I was bitten and didn't clean it up in time. Now, it's okay." Feng Aotian nodded and looked at him, "Walk with him."

"Yes." Mu Hanjin nodded, then took her hand and walked forward.

"The emperor, who are these?" Mu Hanyao looked at Feng Aotian, and expressed the doubt in his heart.

Feng Aotian looked at him, "They are from the Witch tribe, but they were attacked by evil, and the palace was attacked last night."

Mu Hanyao was slightly startled, raised his eyes, and looked into the distance, "This matter must be inseparable from Qiguo."

"It seems that they are starting to do it." Feng Aotian's eyes flashed a vicious look, and then said, "There must be careful work in the barracks, otherwise, how could Xing Zhiyan be evil?"

"The minister has been investigating secretly these days, but there are no clues." Mu Hanyao looked at Feng Aotian, and then said.

"It's okay, the fox will always show its tail." Feng Aotian said lightly.

The border gate is now in autumn, the autumn is high and the air is fresh, the air is very pleasant, the grass has turned yellow, and a gust of wind blows away the clothes of the two people. They don't have much words, but just walk in such a quiet way.

Leng Qianye woke up faintly, holding on his aching forehead, looking at the brocade quilt covering his body, and then at his arm. It was bandaged and there was a pool of black blood on the ground. He remembered that he was just talented. Seeing Feng Aotian's face in a daze, he got off the bed and walked out of the barracks.

The soldier saw Leng Qianye and exclaimed with joy, "General, you are finally awake."

"What happened?" Leng Qianye asked, looking at the soldier in front of him.

"The subordinates of Shicai called you to the chamber, but they entered the tent without hearing the sound. They saw you lying on the bed without any reaction. Therefore, the subordinates rushed to the chamber and reported After the emperor, the emperor rushed over." The soldier said carefully about what happened.

"Well, I know." Leng Qianye knew that his talent was not an illusion, but that she had really come, and she saved him.

He turned his eyes, looked at the wound on his arm, stroked gently, then turned around, entered the camp, and after washing, he walked out, "Where is the emperor?"

"We went to the grassland with General Mu." The soldier replied in a low voice.

Leng Qianye looked at the grass in the distance, and then walked forward.

"The border will be handed over to you and Leng Qianye, and I will go back tomorrow." Feng Aotian thought, three days later, it will be the scientific expedition, and the palace does not know what is going on now.

Mu Hanyao was startled slightly, for some reason, at this moment, a heart suddenly felt unwilling, he lowered his eyes and replied, "Yes."

Feng Aotian looked at his calm look, sighed quietly, then pulled up a yellowed grass and played with it in his hand, holding his hand, and the two moved forward Walking.

Then I heard an eagle flying in the sky. Suddenly, it hit directly in front of her. Feng Aotian flew up, grabbed the falling eagle, and then landed on the ground.

Mu Hanyao stepped forward and looked at her, "The emperor, this eagle is injured."

"Yeah." Feng Aotian watched it hit an arrow, then placed it on the ground, stroked its head with one hand, and drew the arrow from it with the other hand, and then removed it from himself Tore off a piece of cloth from her body, took out the golden sore medicine in her arms, sprinkled it on her body, wrapped it up, looked at it, and then looked at Mu Hanyao, "Master rewarded you with this eagle."

Mu Hanyao had another meal, looking at Feng Aotian, how could anyone appreciate this? He then responded, "Thank you, the emperor."

Feng Aotian smiled and looked at him, "Keep it well, and take it with you next time you see him."

"Yes." Mu Hanyao nodded, raised his eyes, and looked at Feng Aotian.

The cool breeze was blowing on their figures. As the two of them were so close, Feng Aotian raised his eyes and hit Mu Hanyao's jaw. He shook his body and fell backwards, Feng Aotian He stretched out his hand to catch him, but fell into his arms.

Feng Aotian put his hands on both sides of him, lowered his head, looked at his cold lips, lowered his head, and kissed him, Mu Hanyao opened his hands and embraced her, one turned over, and the two embraced on the grass Going up and rolling down.

When the two stabilized, Feng Aotian reached out and knocked on his forehead, "Idiot."

Mu Hanyao was stunned again. Looking at her face close at hand, what appeared in her mind was still her appearance as a woman, and then she turned over again, pressing her under her body, bowing her head, and kissing. On her lips.

Leng Qianye stood in the distance, looked at the picture in front of him, turned around quickly, raised his eyes, and suddenly felt that the air here was a little suffocated, the picture was very dazzling, he then moved up and left the grass.

Feng Aotian raised his head and bit his lips, then turned over, pressed him under his body, slid his bare hand to his chest, across the armor, lightly slashed, and then took his clothes. Untied, chuckled, "You took the initiative to get into the arms of the master."

Mu Hanyao's eyes flashed with gloom, and he realized what he was doing? Why is she out of control? Hurriedly stretched out and shook her hand, "The emperor..."

Feng Aotian raised his hand, pressed his hand to one side, then lowered his head, looking at the words engraved on his body, and asked in a low voice, "Tell Lord, who are you from?"

"It's the emperor." Mu Hanyao said without hesitation.

"Yeah." Feng Aotian nodded, then lowered his head, bit the wound, biting fiercely, and then down, listening to his chest undulating and shaking with a strong force, her other hand was already Slowly down, hit the unique place.

Mu Hanyao obviously stiffened, and then said in a dark voice, "The emperor..."

Feng Aotian released his hand, then left his body, re-tied the clothes on his body, and then stood up, "Didn’t you know that you only touched it? I didn’t touch it last time, but this time. Got it."

Even if Mu Hanyao is the coldest person, at this moment, his bronzed complexion is stained with crimson. He just got up on the grass, then turned and walked forward, and he saw that the eagle seemed to be spiritual. , Staring at him sadly.

Feng Aotian stood on the spot, waiting for him to come over holding the eagle, she stepped forward, holding his hand, "Go back to camp."

"Hmm." Mu Hanyao stood beside her, and the two slowly returned to the barracks.

Leng Qianye stood outside the camp, watching the two of them walking hand in hand, with indifferent faces. At this moment, in this desolate border, even if he is dressed in military uniform, he has a legacy and independence. Otherworldly spirit.

Feng Aotian saw Leng Qianye standing in front of the camp from a distance. She stepped forward and looked at him, "Is your health better?"

"Return to the emperor, it won't matter." Leng Qianye said lightly.

Feng Aotian stepped forward, raised his hand, covered his veins, then raised his eyes and looked at him, "Well, it's okay. In the future, you can't hold on so hard. If you are a step late, You are really going to see Hades now."

"Thank you, the emperor." Leng Qianye lowered his head, watched her put down her wrist, bowed and said.

Feng Aotian looked at the sky, "Let's go, I'm hungry."

For Leng Qianye, Feng Aotian knew that this predecessor owed him something in the past two years. Now that she has become the owner of this body, she must be responsible for the mistakes that this body made before. She is not a responsible person.

Leng Qianye looked at the eagle in Mu Hanyao's arms, and his eyes flashed with doubt, "How to bring an eagle back?"

"It was injured. The emperor rescued it and rewarded it to me." Mu Hanyao lowered his head, looked at the eagle lying quietly in his arms, and continued.

Leng Qianye looked sideways, looked at Feng Aotian, stopped talking, and followed the two of them forward.

The two of them entered the camp. The frontiers had limited food and grass. They were no better than the royal palace. If they had enough to eat, it was good. Therefore, Feng Aotian looked at the rough tea and light rice in front of him, thinking, it was much better than when she was before her.

She has always had no special requirements for food, so she just sat down, picked up the bowls and chopsticks, looked at the two of them, and put the dishes in their bowls, "Let’s eat."

"Yes." The two of them answered, picked up the bowls and chopsticks, and the three of them ate quietly. Leng Qianye remembered that this was the first time he ate with Feng Aotian.

After lunch, Feng Aotian got up and looked at the two of them, "Go to the tower."

"Yes." Of course, Mu Hanyao and Leng Qianye knew that the emperor was going to inspect the tower.

The three immediately walked to the tower, Feng Aotian looked at the scene in front of him, "Qiguo's army is stationed five miles away from our tower."

"Yes." Mu Hanyao said, looking at Feng Aotian.

"Have you used a slingshot when you were a child?" Feng Aotian looked at Mu Hanyao and Leng Qianye, and then asked.

"Played." Mu Hanyao and Leng Qianye nodded.

Feng Aotian looked at them two, "If the slingshot is made ten times smaller than the previous one, how far do you think it can be ejected?"

Mu Hanyao and Leng Qianye looked at Feng Aotian, "It should be three miles."

Feng Aotian nodded, "What if you double it?"

"The emperor, what do you mean?" Mu Hanyao's eyes lit up and looked at Feng Aotian.

"It's what you think." Feng Aotian looked at Mu Hanyao and said with a smile, "Now, the weapons used by Feng Guo are too old, and the Lord has found the latest weapons from the other three powerful nations. It will be remodeled later, and the military department will be built overnight, and the border will be reachable within a month."

"Yes." Leng Qianye thought that their weapons are old now, but, in Feng Guo's current situation, they did not dare to have other requirements, but she did not expect it, she had already thought of it.

Feng Aotian then looked at Leng Qianye, "How do you read the two military books that the master gave you?"

"Only finished reading 80% of the first book." Leng Qianye felt that the latter became more difficult to understand.

Feng Aotian looked at him, "Later, you tell the Lord."

"Yes." Leng Qianye's enthusiasm for the art of war is far greater than everything he has. Now, when he hears it, he has a rare look in his eyebrows.

Mu Hanyao looked at Feng Aotian, then at Leng Qianye, "Can the minister listen in?"

Feng Aotian looked at him, "Naturally."

"A radius of eight li, every ten feet, we must fortify." Feng Aotian looked at the movement in front of him, "when there is no further action in Qiguo."

"Yes." Mu Hanyao quickly answered, "How to fortify?"

Feng Aotian looked at the two of them, "Every ten feet, they will send someone to dig a big pit three feet deep. If there is a war at that time, they will pour the wine into the pit, and then light the wine. The pit will catch fire, and if this is the case, they will not dare to step forward."

"Good way." Mu Hanyao couldn't help but admire.

Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows and looked at them, "As for the follow-up, the two of you will arrange it. If you have any needs, you can play it up to the master."

"Yes." Mu Hanyao and Leng Qianye quickly responded.

The three returned to the camp, and walked to Leng Qianye's tent. Feng Aotian sat in the middle, and Leng Qianye and Mu Hanyao sat on the left and right sides.

"Where?" Feng Aotian looked at Leng Qianye. Then asked.

Leng Qianye turned out puzzled, pointed to the formation above, and asked, "This minister doesn't quite understand."

Feng Aotian looked at the formation in front of him, then took out a pen and paper, re-drew a picture, and then handed it to him, "Can you see that?"

Leng Qianye suddenly realized it, and looked at Feng Aotian, "Thank you, the emperor."

Mu Hanyao sat on one side, watching the two of them focus on the art of war, but he hadn't read it, so he was a little puzzled, so he could only sit on one side with a cold face, looking at the two foolishly. , Silently.

Feng Aotian turned his eyes, looked at his appearance, smiled lightly, "In the future, let him tell you."

"Hmm." Mu Hanyao nodded.

After Feng Aotian explained the last point, he looked at him, “The second volume is more complicated than the first volume. If you don’t understand anything, write a letter and let Hanyao bring it to the master. Yes."

"The minister understands." Leng Qianye raised his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian, suddenly felt that in his heart, he no longer hated the person in front of him.

Feng Aotian then got up, raised his eyes, and looked at the sky now, "The day passed by in a flash."

Mu Hanyao raised his eyes and saw that it was dark now. For the first time, he felt that time was passing too fast, so he stood up and walked out of the camp.

Feng Aotian looked at the back of him leaving, then looked at Leng Qianye, "If your sister hadn't thought about Hanyao, he wouldn't be able to spare her."

Mu Hanyao listened to Feng Aotian's words outside the camp, but for some reason, a shallow warmth flashed in his heart, and the corners of his mouth didn't feel a little smile.

Leng Qianye was startled and looked at her, "The emperor, my sister, she is just young and ignorant."

Feng Aotian looked at him with a nervous look in his eyes, then raised his hand and patted his shoulder, "The father has opened the women's scientific examination, and she hurries back, just in time to apply for the exam. See, don’t the children of your Leng family prefer to bend over?"

Leng Qianye looked at Feng Aotian, the big stone in his heart really put down, got up quickly, saluted, "Thank you, the emperor."

Feng Aotian looked at him with such an expression and couldn't help but laughed, "Master found that your attitude towards him this time is not as cold as before."

Leng Qianye was stunned, and then realized that, yes, he saw her now, why didn't he feel bored in the past?

Feng Aotian got up, "You rest well, I don't know when to see you next time."

Leng Qianye raised his eyes and looked at her leaving figure until the curtain fell, and looked down at the paper on the table with her handwriting printed on it. He just watched quietly.

Feng Aotian walked out of the camp, stepped forward, from behind Mu Hanyao, holding his hand, "I like standing in the open space?"

"Yeah." Mu Hanyao nodded. I don't know when she developed the habit. Whenever her face appeared in her mind, she would stand on the open ground, looking at the night sky.

Feng Aotian took him by the hand, stepped into the camp, turned her head, and saw a familiar figure. She then stepped forward and looked at the handsome man in front of her with scars on his face, but stood stubbornly. Ground.

After half a year, now, when I meet again, I feel that he is much stronger than before, "Come in with the Lord."

Tsing Yi raised his eyes and looked at her, not as timid as he used to be, but, with perseverance, he whispered, "Yes."

Feng Aotian then turned around and entered the camp with Mu Hanyao. Tsing Yi followed behind her. When entering the camp, he half-kneeled, "See the emperor!"

"Get up." Feng Aotian looked at him, "Tell the Lord, who caused Xing Zhiyan to get the sorcery?"

Tsing Yi looked at Feng Aotian, his eyes dimmed, and he knelt down again, "The emperor, this person's subordinates can't speak."

"Your benefactor?" Feng Aotian then asked.

"Exactly." Tsing Yi nodded, "Subordinates cannot do anything to betray their benefactor."

"Okay." Feng Aotian looked at him, "This time, go back to Beijing with your master."

Tsing Yi raised her eyes and looked at Feng Aotian, obviously taken aback, then looked down, "Yes."

Mu Hanyao was also taken aback, looking at Tsing Yi in front of him, for some reason, he felt uncomfortable in his heart, "The emperor, he..."

"It's okay." Feng Aotian looked at Mu Hanyao, "Master has a three-year appointment with him, so he will definitely not break his promise."

Tsing Yi's mind trembled. These days, he has seen everything in his eyes and has experienced it. For Feng Aotian, his family feud must be reported. This is also the courage that supports him to live.

"Retreat." Feng Aotian said lightly.

"Yes." Tsing Yi then got up, exited the camp, raised his eyes, and looked at the night in front of him, he sighed in a low voice, it was all coming.

Feng Aotian got up and looked at him, "Bath, rest, and I will return to Beijing tomorrow."

"Yes." Mu Hanyao nodded, and then ordered someone to prepare hot water. The two of them briefly took a bath, and after washing, they lay on the bed.

Mu Hanyao looked sideways and looked at Feng Aotian. She was looking at him with a small smile, his eyes dimmed, "The emperor, why are you looking at the minister?"

Feng Aotian raised her finger and traced the shape of his eyebrows, remembering the first time he saw him, and now he still has that cold expression, she put her hand on his eyes, "Sleep Right."

Mu Hanyao stretched out his hand, held her hand in his palm, then closed his eyes and fell asleep slowly.

In the imperial palace, today, it is still not in the early morning, but the news from the emperor that the border crisis has been resolved, although 30,000 horses have been injured, the eldest brother and the cold brother are both injured. Fortunately, there is nothing wrong with Mu Hanyao. Just relax.

He clutched his heart, he didn't vomit blood on this day, thinking like this, raising his eyes, looking at the moonlight today, the emperor will be back tomorrow. For some reason, waiting like this is extremely difficult.

He faintly turned around, suddenly a pain in his heart, he vomited blood again, looked down at his wrist, the red line had passed through the wrist, a strand of blue silk crossed, he raised his hand, took it, it turned out to be white .

He was shocked immediately, and then hurriedly walked to the bronze mirror, and when he looked at his hair, he backed away in shock, clutching his heart, and fell to the ground.

Feng Aotian also felt the pain in her sleep, and quickly opened her eyes, turned her eyes to the side, and watched Mu Hanyao lying on her side. She breathed a sigh of relief, slowly got up, put on her robe, OK Out of the camp.

For some reason, Leng Qianye didn't feel sleepy this night, so he walked out of the camp, raised his eyes, and looked at the night sky.

Feng Aotian walked on the dim open space, walking step by step, letting the cold wind blow on her clothes, face, and black hair. She gathered her robe, how long Mu Hanjin had to hide from her.

Unconsciously, Leng Qianye had walked out of the barracks, raised his eyes, but saw a figure walking not far away, but he recognized Feng Aotian at a glance. He stayed in place and hesitated. I don't know if I should step forward.

Feng Aotian continued to walk, but Leng Qianye slowly followed up. Under the cold moonlight, he felt that the figure before him was very lonely, revealing endless desolation.

For some reason, his feet seem to be disobedient, just walking forward.

Feng Aotian raised his head, glanced at the sky, took a deep breath, then turned around, and saw Leng Qianye coming not far away. She stood there, waiting for him to come.

Leng Qianye met her eyes when she turned around. At this moment, he felt heavy every step he took, and his feet seemed to be heavy.

When he fell in front of her, he bowed and said, "The emperor."

Feng Aotian looked at him, "How can I get it out?"

"Where is the emperor?" Leng Qianye asked indifferently, still returning to that indifferent appearance.

Feng Aotian took a deep breath, raised his eyes, looked at the moonlight in the distance, "Thinking of someone."

"So does the minister." Leng Qianye almost blurted out and asked who she was thinking about?

"Are you thinking about Xing Zhiyan?" Feng Aotian looked at him and asked.

"No." Leng Qianye said in a calm tone, "The minister has never shown affection between men and women for her."

"Oh." Feng Aotian nodded, "Then have you ever liked someone and put someone in your heart?"

Leng Qianye raised his eyes and looked at the sky, "Nothing."

Feng Aotian nodded, "I used to have it, now it seems..."

"The emperor." At this moment, Mu Hanyao's voice suddenly sounded.

Feng Aotian turned around and saw him walking out wearing only a shirt. The cold wind was blowing his hair. She smiled and held his hand, a little cold, and then opened the outer robe. , One person dressed half, "Go back to camp."

"Yes." Mu Hanyao nodded, raised his eyes, and glanced at Mu Hanyao. The two were relatively speechless, then turned around and returned to the barracks together with Feng Aotian.

Leng Qianye stood there, watching the two leaving, he turned around and lay on the ground, looking at the stars in the sky.

In the imperial palace, Huanxi saw that Mu Hanjin suddenly turned into white hair, and fell to the ground in fright, then ran out, only then did he remember that the emperor was not there, and ran to Jinxuan Palace.

Gu Yefeng did not return to the palace. Because the library was destroyed and most of the books in it were burned down, he volunteered to organize the books in the pavilion. After such a busy day, he is now eating in the Lanjing Book Palace. .

Yi Mu only woke up at noon today, and when he learned that there was nothing wrong in the palace, he relaxed, and immediately organized the library with Gu Yefeng. Now the three of them are eating dinner.

He rushed in in a panic with joy and hurriedly knelt on the ground, "Lady Lan, go and see my master, he...he..."

Lan Jingshu looked like Huanxi, put down the dishes, got up, looked at him, "What happened to Han Jin?"

"You'll know when you go and see." Huanxi didn't know how to speak, tears were about to flow out.

Lan Jingshu hurriedly moved to Qinghui Palace. Yi Mu and Gu Yefeng looked at each other, and immediately followed suit.

When Lan Jingshu entered the main hall and stepped into the inner hall, he saw a man sitting on the ground with silver hair and a trance. He opened his eyes in amazement, looked at it in disbelief, and then slowly went up. Before, squatting in front of him, waiting to see his face clearly, he whispered, "Han Jin..."

Mu Hanjin raised her eyes in a daze, looked at Lan Jingshu, and grabbed his arms, "What you see is true?"

"What's wrong with you?" Lan Jingshu tried to help him up, but he couldn't move.

"I...what's wrong with me?" Mu Hanyao stood up from the ground and put the hair on his chest in front of his eyes, "What should come will come after all."

"Hanjin, you..." Gu Yefeng and Yi Mu also rushed over. When they saw Mu Hanjin's silver hair, they were shocked.

Mu Hanjin turned her eyes, she has recovered her former indifferent, "It's okay, it's just white hair."

"Tell me, what are you telling me about the emperor?" Lan Jingshu looked at the best friend in front of him and couldn't help shouting loudly.

Mu Hanjin looked at Lan Jingshu, "Jingshu, it doesn't matter, the emperor will be back tomorrow."

Lan Jingshu was taken aback, turned around, and walked out.

Gu Yefeng looked at Mu Hanjin's appearance and shook his head in disbelief, then raised his eyes and looked at Yi Mu.

Yi Mu slowly stepped forward and looked at him, "The Emperor Minger will be back, are you ready?"

"Sooner or later this disaster will have to be faced, but I didn't expect it to come so early." Mu Hanjin raised her eyes, looked at Yi Mu, and continued.

"Hey." Yi Mu shook his head, then turned around, pushing Gu Yefeng away.

In the emperor’s bedroom, Mr. Cat re-arranged all the furnishings in the bedroom and replaced them with new ones. It looked very bright and more luxurious. He held the tea cup and looked around. Suddenly felt relieved a lot. Smelling the fragrance of tea lightly, this is the tea that the master Su Ri likes to drink.

Sixi stood on one side, looking at the cat in front of him, thinking about the courage of the cat. Compared to Feng, he was more aggressive and possessive of the emperor. It seems, In the future, other concubines in this palace will suffer.

"When will the emperor return?" Mr. Cat pointed at the soul in the hidden place and asked sharply.

"You will leave tomorrow and will be back at night." The soul replied quickly.

"What happened at the border?" Father Cat put down the tea cup, raised one of his legs, leaned on the soft couch, and asked comfortably.

"The border pass is no problem now, but Leng Qianye and Mu Hanyao are injured." The soul replied truthfully, they naturally know that the cat is powerful, if it is, if it is not recruited now, some of them will suffer in the future. eat.

The cat's father-in-law raised his eyebrows slightly, and there was a humming sound between his nose, "Is it the master's eye?"

"Yes." The soul thought it should be, anyway, both of these were kissed by my grandfather.

"It seems that in the past two years when Sajia is absent, my father has been living happily." A coldness flashed between Mr. Mao's eyebrows and eyes.

The soul heard the coldness between Mr. Cat’s words, and quickly shrank aside, and then said, "Papa Cat, you haven’t seen the emperor for a long time, and the emperor has changed a lot now."

"Really?" Mr. Cat raised his finger and fiddled lightly, "It has changed, and he is also the master of the Sajia, so he will spoil him."

The soul trembled a few times as he heard it, and then said, "However, Mu Hanjin is now the emperor's heart."

Papa Mao felt that the soul talked a lot today, so he snorted, "Are you talking more and more now?"

Soul hurriedly shrunk his neck, "Mrs. Cat, didn't you let your subordinates say it."

The cat's father cleared his throat, "So what, even if it is the flesh of his heart, Sajia will give him a bite."

The soul no longer speaks, and naturally understands the sour temperament of the cat father-in-law, and I am afraid that it will not be pure in the future.

Feng Aotian and Mu Hanyao returned to the camp. She raised her eyes and saw Mu Hanyao's gloomy eyes. She laughed in a low voice, "What's the matter?"

Mu Hanyao did not speak, but went on the bed and lay down.

Feng Aotian looked at him with such an expression, then stepped forward, opened his arms, wrapped his back around him, rubbed his cheeks on his generous back a few times, "Don't tell the Lord, you are jealous."

Mu Hanyao's body stretched, how could he? He quickly condensed his thoughts, then remained silent, simply closed his eyes, and continued to fall asleep. Shih Cai, when he woke up, he saw no one beside him. For the first time he felt lonely, and he quickly got off the bed. Regardless of putting on a piece of clothing, he rushed out of the camp, looking for her figure. When he saw that she and Leng Qianye were standing at the same place and talking happily, an inexplicable displeasure flashed in his heart, even Sullen and jealous, such thoughts swept all his thoughts.

He opened his eyes abruptly, and suddenly realized something, no, it was impossible, he calmed down the fluctuating emotions in his heart, and then closed his eyes again.

Until the next morning, when Feng Aotian woke up, she saw that there was no more Mu Hanyao beside her. She stood up, washed and dressed properly, and walked out of the camp.

"Where is Mu Hanyao?" Feng Aotian asked in a deep voice, looking around, no one was there.

"General Mu has gone to the school training ground." The soldier responded quickly, bowing his head.

Feng Aotian smiled, then looked at the soldier beside him, "Well, when he comes back, I will tell him that he is back to Beijing."

"Yes." The soldier answered, then knelt on the ground, "Subordinates send the emperor to the emperor."

Feng Aotian nodded, then looked at Tsing Yi who was already not far away, "Let's go."

"Yes." Tsing Yi nodded, and then followed Feng Aotian out of the barracks step by step.

The soldiers in the army knelt on the ground together, "Send to the emperor!"

Compared with half a year ago, when he left, the feeling of excitement and eagerness of the soldiers at the border, now it seems that it shows the feeling of worship.

She then mounted the horse, looked at Tsing Yi, stretched out her hand, pulled him behind her, and drove away.

Mu Hanyao rode a horse back from the training ground, looking at the figure that has gone away, a touch of invisible reluctance and sadness flashed between his brows, and then turned his horse's head to the training ground return.

Leng Qianye stood outside the camp, looking at Mu Hanyao's leaving figure, looking at the figure disappearing in the distance, his indifferent face, flashed a sneer, then turned around and stepped into the camp.

Mu Hanjin stood in the main hall for the whole night, letting the cold wind erodes his bones, but he didn't have any coldness. Watching the sky gradually light up, he finally sighed quietly, then turned around and stepped in In the inner hall, looking at his face in front of him, he still looked like a jade, but the blue silk had turned into silver hair.

He lowered his head, picked up the Yunjin hair band, tied the silver hair behind his head, then turned around and walked out of Qinghui Palace. Lan Jingshu stood outside the palace all night, turned around and looked at him.

He smiled gently, "What do you want to do, go to the Metropolitan Police Station, the next day will be the scientific examination."

"Yeah." Lan Jingshu did not speak, nodded and said, the two of them walked forward.

When Grandpa Cat was standing in the Emperor’s Chamber, he saw Mu Hanjin’s silver hair and a cold flash of slender eyes, and then whispered, “How can he not become this ghost for a day.”

Sixi stood by and kept silent, because he didn't know it either, but only knew that these days, Princess Mu often had vomiting blood.

The two went out of the palace and sat in the carriage, Lan Jingshu looked at his silver hair, "Are you..."

"Is it something?" Mu Hanjin put down the zipper in his hand, raised his eyes, and asked nonchalantly.

"Are you..." Lan Jingshu took a deep breath, "Is there not much time?"

Mu Hanjin looked at him, "Jing Shu, can you promise me one thing?"

"Say it." Lan Jingshu nodded.

"If there is that day, you will take good care of the emperor for me." Mu Hanjin showed sincere eyes and looked at Lan Jingshu.

Lan Jingshu smiled warmly, "Before Feng Gonggong dies, please also ask me to take good care of the emperor. Now, you also ask me, how can I, I don’t have the weight of you in her heart, and Without the weight of Feng Gonggong in her heart, and without martial arts, and no plan, how can I take good care of her?"

Mu Hanjin raised his hand and patted Lan Jingshu's shoulder, "Don't you think you have any thoughts about the emperor after getting along these days?"

"What about it?" Lan Jingshu smiled wryly, "I know where I am, and I know exactly what I am in her heart, but you are different. Your position in her heart cannot be replaced by anyone. Of."

"She is afraid that no one knows, but I just want to have someone to accompany her after I leave, so that she will not be alone." Mu Hanjin said quietly.

"The father-in-law who has just arrived, it seems that he won't make the emperor alone." Lan Jingshu said coolly.

"I know." Mu Hanjin nodded. These days, she has taken root in her heart and occupied all his thoughts. The more so, the more he is reluctant to leave, but his life is over. How can it be?

"Is there no other way?" Lan Jingshu couldn't help asking.

"No." Mu Hanjin looked at him, "This is my destiny. I am destined to give her my heart. I am destined to live for her and die for her."

"Hey, I did not expect that one day, you and I will encounter such a situation, and I never thought that one day, you will become like this because of a man, let alone that, if you are involved with her In the end, people will fall unknowingly, whether it's body or mind." Lan Jingshu sighed, a touch of sadness flashed across his handsome face, and looked at Mu Hanjin, "She will be back today." /

"Hmm." Mu Hanjin nodded, "I am ready to meet her."

The day passed in a hurry, Feng Aotian rushed back to the capital late at night, went back to the palace, put down Tsing Yi, then returned to the Imperial Palace, and saw a man with a grimace standing standing Right now.

"Master, you are back."

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